We stay like that as the hours pass.
At some point, Adelaide changes the film and puts on one of her favourite festive romances.
I don’t complain. Eleanor much less.
My phone vibrates, and my heart immediately kicks into overdrive.
Maybe Hunter...
I shake my head and shove the thought aside before it has the chance to become hope.
Hope is dangerous.
I look at the screen.
The name staring back at me fills me with only one thing.
Dread.
So much dread.
Tomorrow you’ll come and see me. If you don’t, I will. I’ve heard you still haven’t learned your lesson. Disappointing, especially after my last visit. It seems I’ll have to raise the stakes. But don’t worry. You’ll learn.
Chapter 37
Hunter
She hasn’t been in class today, and it isn’t like her to miss lectures.
I gave her twenty minutes.
Maybe she was running late.
But when there was still no sign of her, I got up and left.
I gave the pests their instructions and let them get on with it.
I haven’t approached Piper. I’ve ignored her for days.
But I’ve also been busy.
Trying to find the fucker who calls himself her husband.
The private investigator I hired has had to drop his other cases and devote every waking hour to this one.
I might have informed the man that if he doesn’t come back with answers soon, he’ll find himself banned from the United Kingdom.
His homeland.
And then I might have mentioned that I’d happily destroy his career, his life, and everyone attached to him.
His wife, children. The lot of them.
Harsh?
Perhaps.
Do I care?
